Rong Yi’s treatment is a gradual process.

Initially, the first consideration was to find a psychologist, but the treatment plan suggested by the psychologist either took too long or involved desensitization techniques they were already aware of.

So after discussing it, they decided to try desensitization on their own because time was really limited.

That’s how Rong Yi moved into Xiao Yin’s room for the second time.

In fact, after the playoffs, Rong Yi briefly stayed there for a while.

Getting engaged and living together was a natural progression, with someone to cuddle every night, and both of them had no objections.

But they both overestimated their self-control.

Rong Yi, who could resist chasing after five low-health opponents right in front of him as the world’s top jungler, and the person who remained calm even when facing the world’s top mid-laner and the imminent danger, almost fell into a trap.

It was quite embarrassing.

Last time, Rong Yi moved back after only three days in Xiao Yin’s room, and ever since then, even if they had any activities in Xiao Yin’s room, Xiao Yin would always give up his bed for Rong Yi and sleep on the couch outside.

To the point that when Lin Yi asked Rong Yi, “You guys still sleep in separate rooms?” Rong Yi didn’t know how to explain it.

Because if they didn’t sleep in separate rooms, the mid-laner of Team VIT and the jungler of Team VIT would probably have capsized in the World Championship Finals.

However, now they had a legitimate reason, and this matter suddenly seemed somewhat necessary.

“Does this count as paid work…?”

Rong Yi couldn’t help but ask Xiao Yin, who gently pinched his neck, “Doing…?”

Xiao Yin lightly licked his Adam’s apple and said, “It does.”

Rong Yi was still a little worried about work, “What about today’s training schedule…?”

“Hmm?” Xiao Yin whispered, “You’ve already practiced for an extra two hours.”

“We’re not just… capable of that.” Rong Yi felt his face flush and started using cruder language, “Two hours is enough.”

“Then you say.” Xiao Yin parted his legs and lifted Rong Yi onto himself, biting his ear, “How many hours do you want?”

Xiao Yin had a calm expression, devoid of any ripples, cold and sexy to the extreme.

But Rong Yi knew that when this person got into the mood, he couldn’t focus on anything else, no matter what he said.

“Two hours.” Rong Yi said decisively, “No more, more than that would really delay things.”

“Four hours.” Xiao Yin calmly said, “I’ll accompany you in extra practice.”

After saying that, Rong Yi felt that Xiao Yin didn’t immediately act.

He was already aroused, impatiently wanting it from Xiao Yin, but Xiao Yin became patient instead. His gaze was deep and focused, but his actions were extremely restrained.

He turned his back and embraced Rong Yi, lifted his knee, and wrapped the blanket around them.

Rong Yi: “?”

Xiao Yin then took out his phone.

Rong Yi was about to explode with anger. He turned around and wanted to grab his collar, but then he realized that his clothes didn’t have a collar since he had taken them off. He didn’t know where to put his hands, so he could only grab Xiao Yin’s neck. Xiao Yin paused for a moment, but he didn’t put down his phone. Rong Yi could only see him leaning in front of him, his voice filled with anger and gritted teeth.

“Are you doing it or not?”

“Is it okay or not?”

Xiao Yin was struggling to breathe from being choked by Rong Yi, but he still remained calm. He said, “Be more serious; this is desensitization therapy. Let’s assess the progress first.”

Then, Xiao Yin gently released Rong Yi’s grip and held his hands in his own palms, saying, “Let’s take a look at the camera first.”

He said it as if it were real.

But it made sense.

Rong Yi swallowed his anger and watched as Xiao Yin adjusted the camera.

At first, Xiao Yin accidentally aimed it at him, and Rong Yi dodged, but soon he realized and stopped dodging.

Xiao Yin got close to the camera, looking at the screen, and saw a completely angry and fierce beauty baring her teeth and glaring at him.

He had never seen Rong Yi so visibly angry before, so angry that he was about to explode.

But cute.

Incredibly cute.

Rong Yi used to be like this too. When he was mocked in the game, he would scream loudly and play fiercely all night to regain his pride. His anger wasn’t genuine; he was just annoyed. That seriousness was especially adorable.

Throwing a tantrum was also a kind of carefree arrogance.

“It’s fine.”

Xiao Yin’s voice carried a sense of calmness and indifference, “You can look at the camera now, start making expressions.”

As if he wasn’t the reason behind it.

Because of you.

Rong Yi almost fainted from anger. He picked up his scattered clothes and was about to leave, saying, “I’ll take care of it myself.”

Who could resist such a thing.

Xiao Yin could.

Xiao Yin quickly stopped him. He put down the camera, inserted a tape into the projector, and used his other hand to hold Rong Yi tightly in his embrace. He kissed and whispered to him.

“No rush, no rush.” Xiao Yin lowered his head to kiss Rong Yi’s neck, and Rong Yi softened again.

Rong Yi heard Xiao Yin ask, “Does foreplay time count in the four hours?” Xiao Yin asked.

Rong Yi was trembling all over from Xiao Yin’s teasing, but he still tried to curse, “What foreplay? Do you even have four hours?”

After saying that, Rong Yi regretted it. Xiao Yin’s expression didn’t change at all, but Rong Yi had just completed a verbal attack that could be considered self-destructive.

Xiao Yin’s eyelashes fluttered, and his voice remained calm. “Face the camera for ten minutes and have the energy to curse.”

He reached out and held Rong Yi’s chin, resting his own chin on Rong Yi’s shoulder.

He forced Rong Yi to raise his head and look at the projection on the wall.

Rong Yi held his breath.

He felt embarrassed to look, but Xiao Yin held his chin slightly forcefully, making it difficult for him to move. His gaze naturally met the screen.

On the screen, a deep red surged.

Xiao Yin had recently changed the bed sheets. This room, which had always been decorated in a minimalist gray style, now had deep red bed sheets.

Blended with the dark gray space behind, it created an extremely sensual and intense color tension.

Combined with the warm white of the human body, all entanglements became vividly ambiguous, arousing intense emotions.

He truly was a photographer.

He mastered the art of colors.

As Rong Yi continued to watch, he couldn’t dare to look anymore.

“Handle it yourself?” Xiao Yin’s voice drifted by his ear. “Do you have it in you to handle it alone?”

This warm-up activity nearly tortured Rong Yi to death.

Xiao Yin was able to endure it.

Rong Yi vaguely realized this from their usual takeout orders.

Whenever Rong Yi felt hungry, he felt like he was on the brink of starving to death and had to eat something delicious immediately.

But Xiao Yin could leave a meal out to cool and preferred to finish all his tasks before eating.

The king of torment.

Xiao Yin spent nearly forty minutes teasing and tormenting Rong Yi, bringing him to the edge of tears. By the time Rong Yi was about to cry and curse, he already began spouting nonsense.

“Xiao Yin, I want to break up with you.”

“Xiao Yin, my ex-boyfriend wasn’t as unenthusiastic as you.”

He started rambling.

Xiao Yin remained calm and composed, but finally made a crucial move.

Rong Yi’s hair stood on end as if he had been shocked by electricity.

“Who?” Xiao Yin asked with a low laugh. “You had a boyfriend before me? Puppy love?”

This person clearly had no trust at all.

While Rong Yi tried to remain still with Xiao Yin, he stubbornly retorted, spouting random words.

“He was very handsome and had dyed golden hair. Do you think I came to A City alone? During that runaway period, there were actually two of us. I had a little boyfriend, he sat next to me in junior high school—ah.”

“What’s his name?”

Xiao Yin lowered his head and bit Rong Yi’s ear. “I’ll go kill him.”

Rong Yi stuck out his tongue.

He knew that these were harsh words said out of emotional distress, but this person was really scary.

Rong Yi stopped speaking.

Xiao Yin clearly became somewhat anxious. He became even more ruthless while asking him.

“What’s his name? Do you still keep in touch with him? Delete him.”

By this point, Xiao Yin’s movements had become faster, and Rong Yi couldn’t maintain his relative stillness with him.

But this person was never short on energetic banter. He continued to make up stories and provoke him.

“He was so handsome, totally not your type—he bought me milk tea, oh.”

“He still, he still…”

Damn it.

There was no point in saying anything anymore.

Rong Yi no longer had the energy or opportunity to say a complete sentence.

The camera continued to film, and when it was over, Rong Yi completely collapsed on the large bed, unable to summon the strength to even move his fingers.

It was too torturous.

He had reached the peak of pleasure but also felt completely drained.

Xiao Yin demanded, “Captain give me your phone.”

His expression remained gloomy.

Getting revenge felt extremely satisfying.

Rong Yi knew that Xiao Yin wanted to check his phone, so he threw it to him, feeling weak and powerless.

“The password is my ex-boyfriend’s birthday.”

He secretly glanced at Xiao Yin, sneakily observing his reaction.

Sure enough, Xiao Yin entered his own birthday, and as the unlock was successful, the coldness in his eyes noticeably diminished.

Tsk.

Men.

So easily appeased.